A giant growth of his selling Was a dream But the giant growth of his dream Made him hand-working all day He was anxious to be just like them Nice and clean Curiosity was not quite As big as he had hoped Born by lady in brown wagon Who wore a nice brown dress Got her care just once a week Being showpiece in her showroom made him glad Wet nurse made him unaware Of his element of security As his confidence made all decisions He felt asleep He was talking to the majestic, hopefull eyes And he hoped that they would publish it In the Transcendental Times He was the titulur Hero of the book-debt was never made During wiggly line The spectacular Marlon B. Beasty cold outsite And the chairman smiled He replied you must write about All those lies that are told today And all those trials in another way The chairman smiled